Nikolette Tessla Vs. Satomi Hakase

Nikolette's eyes widened as she felt the jolt of Satomi's attack. It felt like someone jabbed a spear into her and then pulled it down to cut it through her leg. She was too busy falling to her knees to even see what she did to Satomi. All she knew was that her fist definitely connected. Her hand went to her side and she began to massage the injury. Despite the pain, Nikolette seemed to at least have her mental faculties for the moment. "Geeze o man! Ya fricken needled me..." She groaned out the words through gritted teeth but they were still in an appreciative tone. She looked up at Satomi who seemed to be reeling still.

She crawled her way over to Satomi as best as she could and flopped an arm over the girl, laying her head on the smaller scientist's chest, just because that was where she could make it too. Both as a sign of respect and because she knew if she didn't at least try, she would regret it later, she would go for the pin against Satomi.

Though she hoped it worked, she would not be surprised if Satomi even kicked out after the one count. "1" The ref counted as Niolette panted against Satomi, trying to over come the pain.

Satomi was feeling a bit dizzy, the lights around the cieling seeming to swirl around for a few moments as the young scientists eyes were in a swirl. When she lied there though, and heard what Nikolette had said, she actually managed to regain some of her composure a little, chuckling softly despite the pain in her skull. "Eheh..heh.. That's just one, I-I'll keep going until you can't move." Satomi made her little threat, but she only made it to make Nikolette realize she wasn't going to give up yet. But she had to give the girl credit, her punches rattled her hard.

When Nikolette got closer and wrapped an arm around her, Satomi suddenly started to come to, blinking once or twice as she felt the inventor lay her head close to her chest, causing her to start blushing slightly. The girl's head was so close to Satomi's bosom, and the girl could actually hear Satomi's heart beat that was starting to race, making the moment a bit more awkward but somewhat... bonding.

But as Satomi heard the count, she realized the situation and started to struggle, squirming at an arm around the back of Nikolette's body, and forming a fist for the first time, she started to punch at the side of the girl's hip, adding to the injury she already placed as she tried punching her desperately to get her off, using her other hand to try and shove her off.

Nikolette almost wanted to fall asleep right there. Despite the pain, the soft and constant beat of the heart was really soothing and felt really inviting. If she didn't know it was a match, she would have pulled Satomi close and just surled up with her and slept peacefully. She did know it was a match though and at the threat she was snapped out of her thoughts by Satomi's challenge. She grinned. Nikolette yelped at the punch. All those precious seconds of dulling the pain only made it come right back. It was like she was at square one again. She rolled off Satomi and onto her knees, favoring one side as much as she could.


"Keep tryin! I ain't gonna give up till I got you down for all three seconds!" She defiantly made her own challenge through the pain and brought up her hands to try and double axe handle Satomi in the gut. Whether she missed or hit, she would fall to the mat afterwards clutching her side and wincing in pain.

When Nikolette had rolled off her from the attacks, Satomi wasted no time in wanting to do the same. She felt the need to get back on her feet, and try to take the upperhand again, because she was essentially at too much of a disadvantage and losing. She still felt confident she could turn it around thoug, and so, Satomi rolled to the side as quickly as she could, her olive eyes wideneding as she saw Nikolette come down with both fists, just missing her by inches. Of course, this led in Satomi getting her lab coat pinned under in the proccess, thus tearing it at the end.

Deciding to abandon the coat, Satomi slipped out of it as she got up, revealing she had been wearing a red vest and white, short sleeved shirt underneath, both, the shirt tucked into her red, striped skirt still, and showing that her arms were indeed lanky and had almost no muscle at all. She gasped a few times for breath, standing on her feet once more, realizing not a moment too soon that Nikolette was on the ground. It was an oppurtunity, and she wasn't going to pass it up! "Then I'll make sure I keep you down for ten!" She said with determination, approaching Nikolette as got ready for another cutting strike while Nikolette was on the mat. With another swift jab, she aimed high, attempting to strike the girl right in the chest, this time avoiding a nerve, and trying to shorten the girl's breath and steal it away as struck with a downwards jab with her fingertips.

Nikolette was too preoccupied with trying to fend off the renewed pain to respond to what Satomi said. She clutched her leg but saw the figure standing over her. Whatver the scientist had planned, Nikolette knew it was n't good when she saw the jab. She was too injured to move away but she saw where it was coming and turned her shoulder enough to have her arm absorb the impact. She winced at the punch but it was hardly much. She had played games in the orphanage where they would punch each other in the arm until it bruised to see who was tougher. Though Nikolette didn't win, she could take a punch to the arm. If anything it distracted her momentarily from the leg pain. She grinned at Satomi. "So after this, ya wanna play pink belly?"

While it wasn't an outright taunt, the bit of teasing was only meant to lighten up the mood a bit. A fight between people who had common interest and who could be friends despite the situation, shouldn't be entirely heated and Nikolette never wanted either of them to be fighting angry despite how brutally they had been beating each other. Plus lightening the mood might keep Satomi off her guard. Though right now the smaller scientist still had the upper hand. On the ground Nikolette couldn't do too much and all she had really done was avoid a deathstroke.

Nikolette would have realized something after that strike and how she grazed it off. If Satomi's blow hit it's mark against the planned nerve or organ, it would clearly be devestating. But, when she moved and Satomi just jabbed into the arm, it was barely painful at all, more annoying than anything. The girl didn't have a strong impact, she just knew where and how to hit. Satomi backed away for a moment, before deciding to engage in a submission while she had the chance then, smirking a little at that comment. "Or maybe we can create something? It's been ages since I last had a partner in my work." Satomi didn't see Nikolette's words as a taunt, not even knowing what that game was actually since she was a bit too of a 'textbook smart' sort of girl, and instead replied with her own offer, sounding like she genuinely meant it too.

Bending down, Satomi tried taking hold of one of Nikolette's arm between her own, and started to engange in a crucifex armbar submission. Planging her feet on the girl's shoulder and under her arm, Satomi pushed her legs into the girl, and started to pull back on her wrist with all her might. Without even realizing it, this made Nikolette's arm surprisingly close to her skirt, even briefly revealing her striped, cotten blue and white panties to the girl for a brief moment, as Satomi started to yank with all her might, being surprisingly strong for a submission hold.

"Hey!" Nikolette said with a sudden smile. "I think that'd be just great! I never even had a partner before. Been goin at it alone mostly, unless ya count all the days working with my mentor, but some old fart bossin me 'round really ain't a partner is it? (The words were sincere, her mentor was also the closest thing to a father or any kind of parent she had ever had despite the term she used to describe him)" The words were hardly appropriate for a match scenario but Nikolette hoped that Satmoi really meant working outside the ring and not concocting some painful situation inside it.

Her little rant was enough to distract her from Satomi as she felt her arm wrenched and suddenly a pair of heels dug into her side. "Ahhhh shit!" She exclamed and turned to look as she pounded the ground with her other hand. "Damn... you got some real power on that hold fer bein so scrawny." She only used the term to tease Satomi in a loving way. Though she wasn't able to spend a lot of time looking over the girl, she definitely was cute. Cuter still was fact that she caught a glimpse of her panties and noticed that they were blue and white.

In a moment's pause she let her thoughts fall out of her mouth. "Huh... woulda thought they'd been plain white..." She whispered to herself. Though nikolette could easily be called a tomboy by how she acted and dressed, she secretly enjoyed womanly things and if Satomi somehow stripped her of all the layers of clothes she wore, she would find forest green bra with lace trim and a matching pair of silky green panties. Underwear was the only thing she indulged on outside of equipement for her inventions.

Just like the glimpse of Satomi's panties, the moment's respite was fleeting and she once again cried out in agony as she pounded the mat with her other hand. "With all those fancy jabs you were doin I didn't think you could manage this.. no offense..." She didn't want to make Satomi feel like she was just calling her weak, really it was the opposite. "Feels like yer gonna tear my arm outta my socket. But I ain't gonna give up ya hear me!?" She brought her feet up into the air and slammed them down against the mat. She then pulled them up quickly and did the same thing again. This time when she pulled them back she attempted to rock herself backwards and flip herself over onto her stomach. Despite doing this, it only twisted her arm further.

"Shit shit shit shiiit!" She cried out as tears could be seen hitting the mat floor. She was in excrutiating pain. During the awkward flip, her hair fell over her head, covering her face and hiding her tears. Nikolette was glad. She didn't want Satomi to see her crying. Really she didn't want anyone to and though she wanted Satomi to be proud of her for going all out, it still hurt her pride to be seen brought to pain to the point of tears. The other thing it hid, which she was thankful for, was the punch that she was now sending at Satomi's head with her free hand.

The the young scientist, she had no intention of going easy, even if she was enjoying th match, and felt like she was genuinely making a new friend from all this. She wasn't the type to get attached to people so much, after all, why bother with people when machines were much better and more efficient? But Nikolette was really turning out to be someone she could see herself working with and genuinely seeing as not just a partner, but a good friend at some point. She didn't let her guard down as Nikolette talked, but when the girl accepted the idea, Satomi couldn'y hide the little smile she had forming on her soft lips, glad to know that she accepted the idea.

Satomi continued to pull with a wrenching pain in the submission, not just using what little stregnth she had, but making sure she had her heels placed at the softest, most vulnerable points, being the primary cause to such pain. Even in a submission, Satomi's strength was only sub-par, but the fact that she knew where to hit was the true revelation of how she was able to inflict such truama. It was strange really, she didn't want to hurt Nikolette that much, she really was starting to like her, but because this was a match, she had to do this.

"Good, don't give up then. I'm just starting to really enjoy this!" Satomi said with a cheerful shout, giving one final yank until she realized her long, brown haired opponant started to move and shift, making the mat tremble as she started to kick out to try distracting the pain. Satomi did her best to keep hold as the girl suddenly flipped to her other side, making the hold a bit more awkward for Satomi as she nearly lost her grip. But as Nikolette cursed out in pain, she felt a little bad, realizing she had the hold long enough. Unable to get a good look at Nikolette's face, Satomi was a little distracted herself, until suddenly, she was on the recieving end of another punch. Unable to avoid since she was still holding the submission, Satomi got a knuckle sandwich right between the eyes, further intensifying her headache as she was knocked off Nikolette, rolling to the side and on her stomach. She too started to kick her feet into the mat now, both hands clutching her forehead as she lied on the mat, her rear end stuck up on the air as she was on her knees and elbows, clutching the intense pain she felt. She whined a little, gritting her teeth as she tried to releive the pain, feeling like someone had just driven a hammer into her skull.

Nikolette was in no position to do anything beyond the punch, just glad that the pain was not searing and just a dull ache. She crawled away from Satomi as best she could, dragging her leg over to another corner. She leaned against the turnbuckle and clutched her arm, rubbing it. She brushed away the tears with her other hand and then brushed aside her hand to get a view of Satomi. She was glad that she had managed to do some damage to Satomi too and despite the situation, she couldn't help but smile.

"Oi!" She called out. "That was pretty good right?" She said. Despite still being in excrutiating pain, she tried her best to keep the tone of the match lighthearted. She winced and sank to her knees. "Ya look kinda cute like that... with yer butt stickin in the air." She called out with a giggle that was followed by a wince. She wasn't really hitting on Satomi. The match aside, Nikolette never spent too much time looking at anything in that light. In fact, just that little tease made her own face blush.

She slumped aganst the turnbuckle like it was a chair and began panting, still wincing from the pain. Right now she was just trying to recoup as much as she could before wading back into the fight.

This pain was probably going to be more agonizing than a hangover... Satomi found nothing more precious than her own mind, and to have it rattled around like that was something she really couldn't stand. Outside of the pain, it was like someone was pushing her on the edge of one of her fears; always being afraid of losing her incredable intellect.

"Nnngh, th-that really hurt!" She whined out, still trying to fathom all the pain for the next few seconds. If she wasn't suffering from it so much, she would have given Nikolette more credit and praised her, but like this, she just felt too rattled and shaken to even look at her. The young scientist even rolled to her side when she was commented on about her ass sticking up like it had. Becoming more embarressed, she nearly forgot more about her pain as she let out a soft cry of surprise and lied on her side, slowly trying to recover.

While Nikolette was in the corner, Satomi eventually managed to muster up the strength to grab the side ropes, and pull herself, standing solid on her feet once again. It was only her head that had hurt so much, her back nearly completely recovered by now from the earlier bear hug, and she still had one clutching her skull, her large forehead now a dark red as she favored it gently, still feeling the pain and a growing headache now pulsing through her. She wasn't physically ready to unleash an attack just yet, but Satomi wanted to pull through this, and decided to charge at Nikolette regardless, still clenching her jaw and cringing from the headache. "You're not getting up after this one!" She cried out, letting her war cry help her adrenaline pump as she dashed to the corner of the ring where Nikolette sat, and flew at her with a flying drop kick. Once agian, a flash of blue and white was clear as day for Nikolette to be seen, but Satomi's penny-loafer covered feet were coming at the cute inventor's chest, right at her breasts as Satomi put as much force as she could into the strike, substituting her mediacre strength with her impressive speed to build up the momentum and force of the attack.